I was trained in a well known hospital in the United States. It was a teaching hospital. One day I was working on the 9th floor and I usually ate lunch with my friends from other units. So I went to the 8th floor to meet my friend, who asked me to wait until she was finished with a patient. While I was standing there waiting, suddenly a pair of hands came to my back and gently pushed me. I yielded my steps to the Lord. He guided me into a room. I knew God wanted me to pray for the patient in that room. I said, “Is there anything I can do for you?” She answered, “Yes, turn me to my left side.” I turned her to her side and then asked her if I could give her a back rub. She said, “Oh, I would love a back rub.” In my heart I was praying. She only weighed perhaps 90 pounds, was pale and very sick. I said, “May I pray for you?” Her eyes lit up as she asked me if I was Simin, the nurse from Iran. I told her “yes.” She said that her friends had told her about me, and for the past four days she had been praying that God would send me to her to pray for her. She began to kiss my hands.

The compassion in my heart for this patient was tremendous. She told me that she had been overweight, and that she had surgery to lose weight. The doctors told her that her liver could not handle the weight change. She said she felt guilty, and didn't know if God would heal her. With a big smile that could have only come from the Lord, and assurance in my heart, I told her, “Sweetheart, God already forgave us all of our sins, and set us free from guilt and shame. If we would be without sin, there would be no need for Jesus.” I then prayed that God would heal her and the Lord did just that.

“He sent His Word and healed them, and delivered them from their destructions.” Psalms 107:20

Two months later, the woman came back to the hospital all dressed up, and brought a gigantic cake with a thank you card. Glory be to God for sending His Son to die on the cross to deliver us from our guilt and shame.